"Does the Yukinoshita family also have contact with Metal Knight?"
"No, but not long ago, someone came to our company to solicit investment, and what he said was similar to what Mr. Akira said."
Hearing this, Akira suddenly understood. He almost forgot that this was a multi-anime world. Kirigaya Suguha had even appeared, so a 100% simulated reality game wasn't some anachronistic event. And Metal Knight, Drive Knight, and Genos were all super robots. Everything was logical.
"I need to ask about this first."
Although Akira controlled the Eroge, there were some details he truly didn't know.
The sports car stopped in the underground parking lot. Blizzard of Hell was still in her formal dress, but today she wore an expensive necklace and earrings. She also had fur draped over her shoulders. Her aura was unapproachable, like a queen descending. Just her gaze made the front desk feel intense pressure.
"Guest, do you need any assistance?"
"How do I get to the 90th floor? I have an appointment."
Compared to Suou Yuki and the other person who went up earlier, Blizzard of Hell's aura was clearly more intense. The front desk was sweating profusely, and only after Blizzard of Hell entered the private elevator did she carefully wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
Blizzard of Hell was also very nervous at this moment, but she was already used to this kind of disguise.
Private elevator. She never expected that the once-small convenience store clerk would transform into Ranked Sixth in S-Class. And even be able to enter Skyscraper X and take a private elevator to a private space.
Sigh~! Could it be that Mr. Akira was the son of some rich man, who just happened to appear during a monster attack and was affected by the attack, losing his memory?
Blizzard of Hell's mind was a mess. She recalled Akira's feat from yesterday. Then she thought of the scene in the villa where the two of them made the bet.
Damn it, I must have been blinded by greed at the time.
She clenched her fists, a cold light flashing around her. But the next second, the image of Akira rescuing her from Vanguard appeared. That feeling of being caught off guard by a sudden attack completely dispelled her sharp aura.
It seemed this outcome wasn't entirely unacceptable. Mr. Akira definitely fell in love with me first.
Blizzard of Hell's lips curved, as if she had found the key to accepting this outcome with a clear conscience.
Ding!
The elevator doors opened. A magnificent dojo appeared before her eyes. There were four pairs of shoes at the entrance, meaning there were four people in the room at the moment.
Four people, so what's on my mind definitely won't happen now.
Mr. Akira's face is getting closer and closer… and then… and then…!
What are you thinking, Blizzard of Hell?
Blizzard of Hell took a deep breath, emptied her mind, then took off her shoes and walked into the dojo.
The dojo was really big—just the dojo itself was several hundred square meters. The sound of conversation faintly came from a room further inside, attracting her attention.
"Eh~! Brother, did you actually lose your memory?"
"I've remembered some things now. And, I'm living quite well, aren't I."
Suou Yuki looked pitiful, wishing she could hug Akira like a child.
"Brother, you must remember quickly. We are siblings from different fathers and mothers."
Hiss~!
Kimishima Ayano next to her felt her scalp tingle a bit. The young lady's illness is getting more and more serious.
Yukinoshita Haruno had already put away the renewal contract and stood up. "Mr. Akira, I'll go upstairs to hand over the contract. If you need anything, just call me, and I'll come right away."
"Cough cough!"
Blizzard of Hell deliberately coughed, then pulled open the sliding door. "Mr. Akira, I'm here."
The people in the room were kneeling around the tea table chatting, and Akira was even enjoying Suou Yuki's lap pillow. Only Yukinoshita Haruno was standing, and she greeted Blizzard of Hell immediately.
"Hello, I'm Yukinoshita Haruno, a department manager at Yukinoshita Company upstairs."
Yukinoshita Haruno's identity was easy to guess—she must be the young lady of the Yukinoshita family. However, since she was from upstairs, it meant she wasn't the owner here. So, although Blizzard of Hell's demeanor softened a bit, it didn't completely soften.
"Blizzard of Hell, Hero Association Class B Rank 1."
People from the Hero Association, unless they are top-tier elites, are not even as frequently encountered as ordinary civilians. However, with Class B Rank 1 showing up, she naturally assumed something must have happened within the Hero Association.
"Nice to meet you."
"Mhm."
After a simple greeting, Yukinoshita Haruno left with the contract. But when she entered the elevator to go downstairs, she realized that the elevator suddenly had a 100th-floor option. It wasn't there when she came up. However, thinking that this was Akira's secret, she didn't dwell on the details and directly pressed the button for the 100th floor.
"Mom, the matter has been handled."
After delivering the renewal contract to the company, Yukinoshita Haruno sat in her office and called Mrs. Yukinoshita.
Upon hearing this news, Mrs. Yukinoshita was very happy. Because only they had received Akira's approval, and everyone else had been cleared out by him. To outsiders, wasn't this a display of strength?
"Haruno, what do you think of Akira? Do you have confidence?"
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
Yukinoshita Haruno sprang up from the sofa. But Mrs. Yukinoshita on the other end of the phone smiled.
"Can't I tell?"
"Tell what?"
Could it be that what happened in the elevator that day was discovered by my mother?
"You like Mr. Akira, don't you?"
Hearing this, Yukinoshita Haruno felt relieved and her face turned red. The first time was an accident. But for some reason, after that incident, Mr. Akira had moved into her mind. Her thoughts and dreams, more or less, carried his shadow.
"Mom, don't talk nonsense."
"Haruno, I didn't let you date before because you were too outstanding, and no man could be worthy of you. But I really like this child Akira. His status and abilities are both top-notch. You work hard and try to win him over. At eighteen, he's at the age of vigorous youth."
Mrs. Yukinoshita was playing a good game—so straightforward that Yukinoshita Haruno could even see the abacus beads on it.
"Mr. Akira is so excellent—your daughter can only do her best."
"Don't worry about company affairs during this period. Interact more with Mr. Akira. Once you're familiar, the chances will greatly increase."
Yukinoshita Haruno thought of the game Akira mentioned. It seemed she couldn't not go.
"Okay, but I can't act too deliberately; that would be annoying."
"You can handle these matters yourself… I won't ask too many questions. But next year and the year after, I want to hear good news."
Dating by imperial decree? And with such generous time?
Yukinoshita Haruno was very happy, but then she thought—if she left, wouldn't the heavy burden fall on Yukino?
"Mom, are you trying to make Yukino…?"
"Her ability is not enough; she can't share the burden."
"Mother, you've worked hard."
After Yukinoshita Haruno left, the atmosphere in the dojo became strange.
Although Blizzard of Hell's attire was not sexy—on the contrary, it was somewhat conservative. Everything that should be covered was covered tightly. But her figure was undeniable. Coupled with her delicate oval face and neat short hair—one could only say: some people are born to be protagonists.
Damn it, even bigger than that vixen just now. And the shape is so good.
Suou Yuki smiled. But in her refreshing smile, there was a hint of hostility.
Blizzard of Hell came to the tea table and knelt down, raising her hand to pour herself a cup of tea. She calmly sipped it.
Just now, she had heard Akira remember some things, guessing that the girl staring at her was probably the owner here. And Akira could use her lap pillow, and she called the only male in the room, Akira, "brother." The relationship was easy to guess.
Childhood sweethearts? Hmph. They just can't beat the "destined encounter" type.
Although she and Akira had known each other for a very short time, every single event was unforgettable. In those experiences, Mr. Akira had already fallen deeply in love with her. Therefore, she held an absolute advantage.
"Brother~! You've already replenished your magic, so you shouldn't want to replenish it again, right?"
Suou Yuki tried to find a solution from Akira. She didn't believe that this big-chested vixen came here to talk about serious business.
Damn it—Ayano couldn't beat her either.
"I called her over precisely to replenish my magic."
Suou Yuki was deeply shocked. "Brother, you're a severe sister-complex—how can you be led astray by that vixen?"
Uh.
Kimishima Ayano's eyes were blank, as if saying, "I don't know her."
"Why can't a sister-complex replenish magic with other women?"
Suou Yuki froze; she really hadn't thought about this question. Why not?
"Because—Brother is Yuki's only brother."
"Ow~! Brother, what are you doing?"
Suou Yuki covered her head.
"There are too many incestuous comics—I'm just draining some of the water for you."
"I was wrong."
After being knocked, Suou Yuki apologized decisively, immediately becoming much more normal. This made Kimishima Ayano's pupils tremble.
Her young lady had completely fallen.
However… it didn't seem so bad either.
"Fubuki, let's go in."
Fubuki's personality was a bit tsundere, stubborn, and had a queen-like demeanor. Before truly getting a grasp on the strategy progress, Mr. Akira was still a little careful. It wasn't about lowering the difficulty of the strategy—if he could bring Fubuki to the fourth chapter for experimentation, the effect would definitely be better than with Suou Yuki and the others. After all, the latter didn't even have the ability to protect themselves. He also didn't have enough assets, status, or legions to entrust to them for management and training.
Conquering a country is easy. Mr. Akira felt that he alone could cut through and eliminate all enemies. But since there was an opportunity to control an entire different world, why not rule the entire world?
Mr. Akira felt it was definitely worth a try. If they in reality could all train in it and gain extraordinary power, that would be a huge profit.
They entered the room and closed the door. The two were in a completely sealed private space.
"Fubuki, have you made up your mind?"
"A bet is a bet—I know what I'm doing."
The queen's arrogance was fully displayed.
"Then, kneel down first."
Fubuki clenched her fists, but still knelt before Mr. Akira.
Very good—he hadn't expected Fubuki to be stubborn enough to go to such lengths.
Mr. Akira reached out and ruffled her head. Then he squatted down. "You did very well. Now, unbutton your fur coat."
Although Fubuki still obediently followed, her eyes showed a hint of confusion.
"Mr. Akira, if you want to, just get to it. Why be so hesitant?"
Mr. Akira laughed heartily. "What do you know? And—I am the master, understand?"
His mind controlled the zipper of her dress to continuously move downward. This astonished Fubuki.
"Mr. Akira, you actually have superpower too?"
"Hmm, I discovered it by chance. It's not very strong, but it's enough."
Not very strong? She couldn't even achieve such precise control. But Mr. Akira did it with ease, and he said it wasn't strong?
The zipper went all the way down to the bottom. Mr. Akira glanced at her—it would be a pity if this back didn't get cupping therapy.
Immediately, the dress slowly slid down Fubuki's long legs. She then lay down on the floor. The floor's lacquer color contrasted with Fubuki's fair skin and explosive curves. At this moment, she finally showed a hint of uncontainable shyness. Her face flushed, and she didn't dare to turn her head to look at Mr. Akira.
"Have… have you seen enough?"
Fubuki mumbled, full of resentment, and reached out to cover her ample chest. She was already in her twenties, yet she acted like a naive young girl.
Mr. Akira turned her face toward him—a sudden attack. Fubuki's expression immediately became flustered.
"So cute."
Mr. Akira had never seen Fubuki with such an expression. But it was undoubtedly beautiful.
God's Hand activated. Fubuki's brows furrowed slightly. While Two-Pronged Approach was at work, High-Frequency Vibration had already started. This extremely abnormal state immediately attracted Fubuki's attention. But before she could analyze it in detail, Human Cannon had already been launched.
[Spirit +10]
[Conquest character "Blizzard of Hell" progress reached 100%. All attributes +10]
[Name: Akira]
[Age: 18]
[Occupation: Butter Player]
[Strength: 209.8]
[Agility: 186.3]
[Endurance: 178.2]
[Spirit: 245.8]
[Skills: Martial Arts Mastery (Perfect), Precise Throwing (Perfect), Mastery of Swordsmanship (Perfect), God's Hand, Two-Pronged Approach, Bewitch Heart (Trophy), Existence Weakening, Abdicate the Throne (Trophy), Wall Hugger (Trophy), Art Space (Active), Under Great Pressure, Beast Tamer (Trophy), Cognitive Distortion (Active), Train Barrage, High-Frequency Vibration.
After Datafication, Mr. Akira could open his attribute panel even without his phone. The data steadily increased, which Mr. Akira was not surprised by. But Fubuki's progress reaching 100% in one go was somewhat unexpected for Mr. Akira.
Could it be that Fubuki had long since secretly given her heart to him? Just that she hadn't shown it on the surface?
Tsk—fortunately, there was Eroge, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to tell her true feelings for him from her expression.
However, the conquest had reached 100%. Feelings were no longer something to dwell on. Anyway, they were all loyal to him, and there was no need to do anything extra to enhance their relationship.
He carried Fubuki into the bathroom and thoroughly teased her. She finally let go of the tense expression she had been holding.
"Mr. Akira, I've already quit the Fubuki Group."
"Hmm, actually, I've always felt that place wasn't suitable for you."
"I want to form a new Fubuki Group, and Mr. Akira, you must join."
Mr. Akira didn't want to join, but rather wanted her to come into the Eroge.
"How do you plan to convince me to join?"
Fubuki glanced at Mr. Akira, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"I'm so hungry—why isn't the takeout here yet?"
In the dojo's reception room, Suou Yuki was complaining. But that wasn't what she was truly angry about, as could be seen from her constant glances toward the bathroom.
Just then, Kimishima's phone buzzed.
"The takeout's here—I'll go get it."
"Is that the destination?"
Boros stood by the spaceship's porthole, looking at the beautiful blue planet. "I can't believe such a powerful being lives in such a privileged environment."
"Lord, shall we land now?"
"Hmm~! Land. You all go replenish energy, and lure that fellow out in the process."
Commander Geryuganshoop received the order and immediately selected a direction. "Right at the place with the strongest energy reading—above that ruin."
The gigantic Dark Matter Legion ship spewed scorching flames, piercing through the atmosphere in an instant. It hovered above the Monster Association's headquarters.
The monsters in the ruins were stunned.
"What's going on? Another meteor?"
The colossal spaceship blotted out the sky, like a giant open palm, ready to strike down at any moment.
"Oh no, oh no…"
A messenger monster hadn't even run into the command room before he was directly flattened by Elder Centipede's psychic power.
"So noisy—it's really annoying. All executives, assemble."